The light is their way... and between their thorns the wind Silva in dissonant notes and they dance slowly with the movement of the sun that makes them grow, they are filled with energy for their survival in inhospitable lands... on their hard way to freedom their souls give off colors that reflect the beauty of their being, the colors are there present in your mind just look and discover the creativity in your thoughts when looking at a black and white photograph, where poetry and magic play inside you, elevating your creativity at the level that your eyes are happy to observe such beauty, contrasts between thorns, light and a slow dance that is lost before your eyes, before your presence in this universe of shapes, lights and colors.